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“I did as you instructed, and I was able to identify him. It’s Don Antonio’s left hand lieutenant.” Cassian showed no surprise. He set his glass down with a quiet click, picked up the manila folder, and flipped it open. His pale silver eyes moved over the pages , taking in the evidence Luca had gathered. Indirect financial transactions through Swiss accounts. Tracked burner phone calls to rival families in the north. Secret meetings at midnight in Milan’s industrial sector. A slow, cruel smile pulled at the corner of Cassian’s lips as he reached the final page. “Interesting,” Cassian murmured, tossing the folder back onto the desk. “Turns out he is his most trusted capo. The old man has been

I couldn’t take anymore, I wiped my eyes and left without saying goodbye. *End of flashback* As I sit here enjoying my mates warmth and comfort I promise myself and the goddess that I will do whatever I can to stop this from happening. He’s my brother, my future alpha, and Misha’s mate. He needs to be here with her no matter what. I just hope that I can find a way to change this awful fate set upon my brother and family. I want to be selfish and just enjoy having Misha for the rest of my life, but I can’t. Not knowing the cost my happiness comes at.

"If you'll excuse me, I’m still quite fatigued. Goodnight." I don't wait for a response. I walk quickly out of the room and up the grand staircase, and the second I step inside my bedroom, I throw the deadbolt. Click. "Oh God. Oh God. Oh God," I sob, pressing my back against the heavy wooden door as I slide to the floor. How? How is he a Falcone? He never used that name in school. My mind spins with horror and desperation. The one man who holds the keys to my past. The one man who wants to see me burn is the brother of the man who's supposed to protect me.

“Emma, just stay here. Please.” The brothers disappeared into the darkness, their sharp movements almost inhuman. Mia’s heart raced as she watched them go, the tension in the air thick enough to cut. Emma clutched her arm, her voice trembling. “Mia, you have to tell me the truth. Who are they really?” Mia looked at her friend, torn between loyalty and secrecy. “They’re my stepbrothers,” she said quietly. “That’s all you need to know.” Emma didn’t look convinced, but before she could press further, the sound of footsteps returned. The brothers reentered the room, their faces unreadable.

“Who hasn't? Even Chidi has. He's the hottest amongst the Lucian Brothers and the richest. And, they kind of share their women. Most times, there's an og—” “—Nana!” Chidi yelled at her. “Oops, I talk too much,” she said and pinned her lips together. “Who are the Lucian Brothers?” Avril asked. “The Mafia brotherhood that runs the underworld of Tijuana,” Chidi replied. “And Alejandro belongs?” “Belongs? Ha! Alejandro is Mafia Lord and Capo of the Lucian Brothers,” Nana answered. Cold ran in through Avril's damp hair into her body. “What does "the same chocolate that humans love is lethal to dogs" mean?” Avril asked and the two girls gasped.

Her mother asked, forcing a smile. "Kairo Rodriguez," Dominick said. She shuddered and her grip loosened around her brother's hand. Her heart stopped dead in her chest. It began to beat louder with fear. She was frightened everyone could hear her heart beating. 'Liam Rodriguez's youngest brother. Liam is a ruthless capo. He ruled with cruelty. There were rumors that he's the illegitimate child of his father. It's normal in the Mafia world. His younger brother, Danil revealed the truth. Liam cut every throat that said that word again. Kairo, he's cruel like his brothers. He didn't hesitate to try killing his brother's wife. Three brothers! They are devils. I have heard a lot of things about t

“How can someone be that cruel?” “To him, it’s not cruelty.” Tracy leans back, her gaze fixed on some distant point past me. “It’s business. He’s a mafia boss there’s no conscience there.” I look away, staring at the darkened window. My reflection hovers in the glass, pale and tense. “I’m from a mafia family too,” I murmur. “My brother… I can’t believe he would ever do something like that. At least, I hope he wouldn’t.” DAMIAN

I continued to play in his hair as he spoke with his eyes still shut up from the world. "Valentino is a lot older than I am. Sometimes, my father would take him, and he used to show him the life that he wanted him to take over one day. Everything my brother knows, he learned from my father. Your father, Sean, and mine were once best friends. The alliance they had was so strong that it turned into friendship. No one dared bother the Russian mafia because the Italian mafia would help them, and vice versa," he said before continuing.

“You fucking broke into my house.” “You’re missing the point.” His voice dropped, dangerous. “We’re brothers, Miguel.” My breath stuttered at the realization, he called us Brothers The word hit like a truck. He stood, slow, deliberate. Walked toward me until the space between us disappeared. “I’m sixteen years older than you. You’re not even twenty-one. But we’ve got the same blood. Same father. Different hells.” My head was spinning. My chest felt tight. “And you’re in the fucking Bratva,” I choked out. “You’re— You’re a killer.”

“What the hell did you get into?” Damien let out a broken, bitter laugh. “You wouldn’t believe me if I told you.” Daniel crossed his arms. “Try me.” Damien collapsed into the couch, groaning. Blood stained the cushions. He dragged a shaky hand through his hair. “Alejandro Favino happened.” Daniel blinked. “What? The mafia guy? Miguel’s brother?” Damien laughed again harsh and humiliating. “Yes. Him. And his dogs. Luka. Paulo. All of them.”